183 Beautiful Campus

Splat!

Mordot calmly swung his rifle butt, instantly shattering the head of a Implant Equipment Vanguard. He kicked the corpse aside, not forgetting to turn back to his team and say, "These Implant Equipment Vanguard have bombs in their hearts. We have to completely smash their heads to prevent them from exploding. And try not to fire. There are at least two thousand soldiers in the school. They have keen senses and are quite strong. Once they form a group, we will be at a great disadvantage."

"As expected of a senior, he's explaining things to us while fighting." The fangirl, Sylvia, offered her praise at the opportune moment.

"It's nothing," Mordot said calmly. "I just want more people to live."

The calmer and more composed he was, the more Sylvia liked his carefree and unrestrained nature.

"Senior is really so handsome."

"Thanks to Senior Mordot, we've survived until now."

"Senior is amazing, he wiped out seven Implant Equipment Vanguard all by himself."

"Keep going."

Mordot ignored the praise of others, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his goal clearly defined.

"The library has been surrounded by Implant Equipment Vanguard. We need more powerful weapons and supplies, so we have to go to the workshop and produce them ourselves."

Hobbes and Lucite hung in the middle of the group, with the survivors they had rescued along the way, and the Enforcement Team members were at the head, tail and sides.

"Hobbes, we're lucky. The Enforcement Team is the student discipline and security organization, and they're one of the better fighters among the students."

Lucite said to Hobbes, "They've also kept us in the very center, so we're the safest place should we be attacked."

"Okay, I understand." Hobbes, who had been checking the Information Rune, frowned. "Still no signal. Could the entire Trivella have been attacked?"

Lucite guessed, "Perhaps it's a barrier between dimensions."

"No, I'm connected to the Mitra Net, which is based on the random effect and is unaffected by distance or obstacles, unless the terminal server is destroyed..."

Hobbes's eyes flickered.

If the entire Trivella were truly under attack, especially with the powerful leaders out on the move, given Crescent Moon's abilities, they might really have to struggle to survive for four or five days throughout the city.

This is not good... A metropolis like Trivella is not like a rural village. The resources it produces and consumes are simply not enough to support the entire city. On a daily basis, it relies on the resources of the entire planet to maintain its prosperity.

Let alone four or five days, they might not even be able to last a day.

When resources are scarce, people will take risks, form gangs, and embark on a path of crime. It's easy to foresee what kind of scene Trivella will be in then.

Lucite and Hobbes ' conversation seemed to have been overheard. The Enforcement Team whispered a few words in Mordot's ear, Mordot nodded slightly, turning around specifically to say:

"Don't worry, our school actually has another trump card. It won't drag on for too long. As long as we find an opportunity, we can end this situation."

Sylvia's eyes lit up, and she immediately said:

"Senior, the trump card you mentioned, could it be—"

"Yes, it's her." Mordot nodded. "Student Union Guild Leader — Koreina·Ibilis. A veteran of the Zeta-rank, probably one of the few Zeta-rank on the entire planet."

A veteran of the Zeta-rank!

Moreover, the veterans who returned at this point in time are likely participants in the Galaxy Eye Campaign that began ten years ago, and their strength and awareness are definitely greater than those of ordinary Zeta-rank.

Even if we can't deal with the Crescent Moon... at least we can protect them.

This statement was a powerful morale booster, and the students immediately became excited.

"Great! We're saved!"

"This is terrifying. Once I'm done, I must contact our embassy."

"My father never told me that going to school was dangerous like this..."

A chorus of cheers erupted, and Lucite and Hobbes exchanged a glance, understanding each other's thoughts.

Apart from the two of them... all the other rescued survivors were, without exception, prominent foreign students.

'They said nice things, hoping more people would survive, but in reality, they prioritized saving the wealthy and powerful.'

'Don't do that, Hobbes. The Enforcement Team are probably doing this to avoid a diplomatic incident...'

"So we, the Tanas Race, are going to lag behind outsiders by ten percent, ha, fellow countrymen?"

' Hobbes!'

Hobbes squinted and began rubbing his ring again, something he did whenever he was in a bad mood or when he was angry.

'I know the situation, Lucite, just be prepared; they might not entirely care about our lives.'

Lucite was speechless.

Ever since the discussion about the ring, Hobbes has stopped hiding his true nature and has been freely venting his resentment. Whether it's others, Night Butterfly People, Aoneng, or even Hobbes himself, he will equally unleash his sarcastic remarks and cold sarcasm.

Lucite was an honest man, and seeing his friend in this state, he didn't know how to face Hobbes.

'Sigh... let Lioz handle it; he's much better at communication.'

Lucite shook his head, and seeing that Hobbes had calmed down, he followed the Enforcement Team.

'I wonder how Lioz is doing now?'

——————Clang!

The Implant Equipment Vanguard's head was smoothly sliced off, and the body fell cleanly to the ground. Jannia promptly announced the number, "The 27th."

The Implant Equipment Vanguard didn't give him experience points, Li Aoz didn't care much about those numbers. He subconsciously tugged at the infant-like Dia Lan in his arms, checked on her condition, and after confirming that she was safe, continued forward.

Upon reaching the second floor, Li Aoz headed straight for a table by the window, only to find a table full of dissected Implant Equipment Vanguard.

Li Aoz raised his hand and picked up two cups from the table: one with a polar bear and the other with a catfish pattern.

"These are Hobbes and Lucite's cups... Have all the librarians left?"

Because he was taking care of Dia Lan, he was still a step too late.

Before Li Aoz arrived, the Implant Equipment Vanguard had already stormed and occupied the area.

He searched the library but couldn't find them. Perhaps they had left in a hurry, as Hobbes and Lucite hadn't left any messages.

Hobbes and Lucite are both his friends... Li Aoz doesn't want to reveal his identity as an "Echoer" yet, and whether they can still be friends by then is unknown.

However, Li Aoz still had a way to track it down—he raised his hand, letting the Atmospheric Element bring in scents and messages.

"They went south... Is that the graduate school over there? What are they doing there?"

Li Aoz didn't bother to think too much about it and started chatting with Jannia as they walked:

"What do you remember about Haynes and the Pharassia Civilization?"

"Haynes is the last line of defense in the Star Abyss, where the court and God Samurai of the [God of Reality] Lioz are deployed. Many of these gods are renowned even within the Star Abyss. For example, the [Goddess of Truth] Xia Er Guiniya, the [Lord of Heroes] Tuvahara, and the [God of Deep Water] Oushen..."

Perhaps because of Dia Lan, Jannia was quite willing to chat this time, and instead of being silly, she answered Li Aoz's question seriously, "I have already made it very clear about Falicia: Gaia of the [Hidden Society] led a group of people to kill Lioz and break through Haynes. The people of the Pharassia Republic had already begun to flee before that. Fortunately, Star Abyss sheltered the descendants of these warriors who fought bravely for the people of the Abyss, allowing us to enter."

"That Star Abyss is quite generous," Li Aoz joked. "It wasn't this kind of benevolent when I was on the path to ascension."

Jannia continued:

"It's a pity that our good fortune didn't last long. The people of the Hidden Society still have their eyes on us. In their eyes, we, the remnants of Falicia, are excellent candidates for citizenship. But for some reason, instead of sending the three powerful Speakers to crush us, they sent a few councilors and citizens to infiltrate us. The Falicia did not surrender. We have been fighting all along, and there are even some hidden traitors willing to help us."

As she said this, she looked tenderly at Dia Lan.

"Her name is Dia Lan, right? I can sense a familiar aura about her. Her... let's call her a father figure, has helped us a lot. Despite being a noble senator, he always played the role of a 'doctor.' With him around, our warriors almost never died."

"But in the end, you still failed," Li Aoz said.

"Yes!" Jannia sighed softly, "If it weren't for that damned Li Deweidensi refusing to take me from the Sharp Tooth Peak ... we could have won."

Li Aoz: "Jannia, I remember you said that Sharp Tooth Peak was a demigod back then, but what about Li Deweidensi?"

"According to current terms, he was already Sigma-rank (∑, the eighteenth Greek letter, with a rank of approximately lv.360-380) at that time."

Jannia shook her head:

"I haven't heard any rumors about him for so long. He must have run off somewhere to hide, or he's in the deepest part of the Star Abyss trying to survive—a coward is a coward, no matter how long he lives."

Li Deweidensi has been killed in action.

Li Aoz didn't tell Jannia the truth.

Rather than relaying the information, it would be better to have Jannia meet with Li Deweidensi herself and clear up the misunderstanding.

"Jannia, do you still remember the Hidden Councilor who attacked you, and the traitors who helped you?"

"Ha, how could I forget? There were many who helped us—[Doctor] Laiwo Lushen·Docter, [Saintess], [Adventurer], oh, and their daughter— Vierria. They were warriors who fought to the very end for us strangers."

With one hand on her hip, Jannia replied, "The secret agents sent to invade the council are [Engineer] Enjie Nie·Birge, [Farmer] Farmer·Springfield, and [Tailor] Yawen·Hesksin."

Snap.

Li Aoz stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and looked at Jannia:

"Say it again, what's a tailor called?"